[5] The celebrated villa of ROSCIUS.
On Hebrus' banks so tuneful Orpheus died;
His limbs the fields receiv'd, his head the tide.
Nor more its stream renown'd than Thames in fame[6]:
Here Catherine Hayes serv'd Goodman Hayes the same.
Here on this spot, where now th' Adelphi stands,
Was thrown her husband's noddle from her hands;
His scatter'd limbs left quiv'ring on the shore;
As Thracian wives had play'd their part before.
Oh, horrour, horrour! NYKY back return;
Nor more for grenadiers imprudent burn.
And yet, ah why should NYKY thus be blam'd?
Of manly love ah! why are men asham'd?
A new red coat, fierce cock and killing air
Will captivate the most obdurate fair;
What wonder then if NYKY's tender heart
At such a sight should feel a lover's smart:
No wonder love, that in itself is blind,
Should no distinction in the difference find;
No wonder love should NYKY thus enthrall;
Almighty love, at times, subdues us all;
While, vulgar prejudices soar'd above,
NYK gave up all the world,--well lost for love.